So embarrassed... he couldn’t even look at himself.
And all of this was because of Dong Xin Yan!
At this moment, he finally understood that the most uncontrollable and elusive thing is human emotion. Even those with the best self-control cannot manage their emotions.
The more you suppress, the more it overflows, and eventually... it bites back hard.
Gu Ningyi didn’t want to go back to the villa, didn’t want Dong Xin Yan to see him in such a state of embarrassment. He turned around and leaned slowly against the car, his dark eyes lifting slightly, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction of the bedroom on the second floor. For more chapters visit novęlfire.net
The light was still on there, its warm color, yet his heart felt bleak.
That night, after he realized his increasingly strange and uncontrollable feelings towards Dong Xin Yan, he consoled himself that it was simply because he hadn’t seen Yalin for a long time, and Dong Xin Yan had been by his side for quite some time. He was also physically attracted to her, so he transferred his feelings, but the person he loved in his heart was still Yalin.
So as soon as possible, he asked Secretary Lin to book a ticket to the United States. He needed to see Yalin and get rid of all those uncontrollable, inexplicable feelings.
Then, he arrived in the United States.
Before coming, he hadn’t informed Yalin, so after getting off the plane, he took out his phone, ready to call Yalin. To his surprise, he couldn’t remember Yalin’s phone number.
He always had a good memory, almost photographic, but for trivial things, he never bothered to remember.
Yet he forgot Yalin’s phone number, and at that moment, what popped into his mind was... Dong Xin Yan’s phone number.
And then... he didn’t want to look for Yalin anymore.
He didn’t return home; instead, he stayed in the United States. But despite the great distance, his mind remained occupied by Dong Xin Yan, never once disappearing from his thoughts...
By that time, he already sensed something was wrong. The more desperately he tried to erase Dong Xin Yan’s image from his mind, the more her image lingered like a shadow.
He was in the United States, so close to Yalin, a phone call away, and she could appear before him. Yet during so many days in the United States, he had no desire to see her.
Instead, it was Dong Xin Yan he thought of before sleeping, while eating, during video conferences, while exercising—every moment was filled with her.
Distance is the best way to measure one’s longing for another.
He loved Yalin, but despite Yalin being in the United States for so long, he truly... hardly missed her. Dong Xin Yan, on the first day, already overwhelmed him with longing.
But even with this, he still didn’t want to admit he had fallen for Dong Xin Yan. No, perhaps it was love? So, after enduring five days in the United States, he couldn’t help but return home.
While in the United States, he was restless, never rested well, and after a dozen-hour flight back to the villa, he was already exhausted and unwilling to think further about his feelings for Dong Xin Yan, until Dong Xin Yan returned and he saw the injury on her face.
All the suppression, all the lies to himself, in that moment, struck him hard across the face.
He knew he could no longer avoid his feelings for Dong Xin Yan.